Thursday 26 September 2013

We Got To Travel...

On the road, the American Dream, the American Dreamer and the foreign passport. We got there with the power of the mind. The power of thought pushing us along further than a plastic coated Chevrolet should really travel and on occasion sticking to the speed limit. One big mistake on route but a bonding session only a couple warriors could handle. Confinement and lack of sleep. Relaxing spas and sandstorms. The beautiful people along the way inspired us.

We lived the dream.

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Friday 6 September 2013

Wim Mertens - Often A Bird


Been Some Time...



 Spoiled children soon to fall
Freedom is the lie we live
We will wait for tragedy
And scatter helpless to the fire
Sorry for ourselves
Sorry for the things we've seen
No one cries for help
Waiting for the fire
When all our toys are burning
All these empty urges must be satisfied
Acted outside
Precious strength to turn the game to history
Giving up, I'm blown away
He said all I had to say
The final days have come and gone
Safe inside; there's nothing wrong
Nothing in these words
Sorry force of habit
Could it be way over my head?
Helpless to describe it
Could it be way over my head?
Helpless to describe it
Could it be way over my head?
Helpless to describe it
Dumb & cruel
Cut before it's grown
Lies so forced in bored control
It learned all that it cares to know